7:57 am, Wednesday, 4/7/2010 1st, 3 Chuen/Monkey(Enter this journal date, your birth date, or
CONNECTION TO ANASTASIA, RINGING CEDARS
The day dawns cloudy and overcast -- but not my day, for it is lit bythe inner Light shining brightly. Already this morning, before evenrising from the pillow, I’ve been bathing in tears of love and devotion.How so? I’m continuing to read the Anastasia series of books, theRinging Cedars. When you do this, you’re changed. Well, that’s thegreat potential, anyway. I’m sure there’s free will. Nothing compels.But, at any rate, one gets to know both Anastasia and Vladimir (theauthor), of course, but also her two grandfathers, or rather,grandfather, and great (grandfather). These people are magnificent,untouched by society’s garbage and nonsense. They’ve not been heldback; and they illustrate what mankind CAN be. It is amazing.Well, beyond amazing, actually; it goes off into some otherdimensions. So much so, that many people consider them to befictional; they’re that great, that far, in their abilities, beyond what
man can envision. We’ve had our vision terribly stripped andthen messed with.Our minds have been the toy and the plaything of those with evilintentions. That’s just the way it is. I know it sounds harsh. Be inheart, then, to listen. All’s beautiful, always, in heart. There’s no fear,there; no anger, no hatred.So, anyway, last night I read of great-grandfather’s demise. Like theold ones of yore, he went off into the woods, knowing he was going todie; well, that the body would die.
never do. That’s justmyth...that we die; purest nonsense.So then this morning, as eyes opened, I’d great-grandfather in heartWishing him gladness...and great joy, then